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In the Heart of Night's Sleep

On my death bed;
I, Naomi chaini ruminates nights, those woke me up till morning.
The night when I was born already passed midnight.
I wished to come out in the next morning.
But the scream of my mother's pain delivered me
to this world in a stormy night.
Other nights were both starry and rainy.
Welcome Reader, to my growth into night.